2023-09-17 21:49:10
The bullfight came from Puerto de la Calderilla, but what value it had. With their varied shades of bravery, meekness and durability, they attacked the majority, those from San Lorenzo better than those from La Ventana. A group with which only the one who applied the most lightness to a lot whose ears hung down triumphed: Talavante, who knows how to fight like God, but also sell anchovies for the price of lobster and then cover mouths with his sword. On his shoulders he left, although the expensive bullfighting was put on by Emilio de Justo, who was betrayed by the brand again.
Without delving deeper, Talavante walked with the Goldsmith first, who made his face with an annoying punctuation to polish. The wind also did not help with the cleaning of a task that began briefly on our knees, with pinwheels everywhere and little juice. Generous ear. The fourth one had a little more impact, which was two. Serious and handsome Carafina, with skills to attack like a python. She moved in jumps at times, but her intention was to humiliate with a chaste transmitter. The one that jumped up and down was the gale, causing an impossible whirlpool. Alejandro fought with the fabrics like the pirate with the sails of the waves. Between one thing and another, there was the feeling that he did not finish exploiting the Port on the port side, where the light of a change of hand oozed with the humiliated and slowed attack. The man from Badajoz applauded Carafina’s brave death before parading the prize that lifted him up.
You can’t fight as deep as De Justo and finish so poorly with steel. As if the curse of La Chata was transferred to the Glorieta. The long second was uphill, well eaten and without exaggerations in your face. Cuba came out of the woods – from such a good fight – when she felt the push in the first match, but in the next she put in kidneys. She danced the Torrejoncillo in a sit-down dance by chicuelinas, adorned with a baroque stocking. An aroma of bullfighting permeated every corner of the magic circle in the opening by doubloons, with a triad knee in Ordoñista land. Everything with sense and sensitivity, even that pinwheel or that pass that sublimated the chest ones. No, there is no bullfighter who surpasses him in this modality. The right-hander was Cuba’s python, with a noble quality that he took advantage of at his level with bound mettle and that touch of eternity in the pass where his fist ends in the heart. He lowered his tone on the other hand, but when he returned to his writing hand he gave trenches of peace while the animal was already asking for death. The steel obscured the score, and he was left with a solitary trophy in the fifth as the sword descended into the cellars. The side of the spoon was also that of Jaquetón, who brought out a background of caste, truly bullfighted by Emilio, who suffered a whistle when he took the left-handed path. There he continued with place, merits and guts before returning without a sword to the naturalness of his right hand, which failed in the supreme luck. Without the photo of the triumph he was left.
Roca Rey scored a new full house, but it didn’t have its afternoon. Not even with the third, a bull with mobility and good stride that broke down after two settled rounds after so much racing in the first thirds. And then he would deal with the sixth, the worst, in which Antonio Chacón was huge with the sticks.
Glorieta bullring.
Sunday, September 17, 2023. Full. Bulls from Puerto de San Lorenzo (2nd, 3rd and 4th) and La Ventana (1st, 5th and 6th), uneven and with very good play in general within the varied nuances; worse the 6th.
Alejandro Talavante,
turquoise and gold. Detached lunge (ear); faulty lunge (ear).
Emilio de Justo,
of
King Rock,
of slate and gold. Crossed lunge and four madness (silence); forward lunge (whistle after warning).
Antonio Chacón dismantled
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